A Giantess Fart Sandwich (kinked edition), path 1×1 Giantess/Shrinking & Farts chapter 42 by Sex-Caliber

NOTE: This path follows an alternate version of another path by NotOnTime, with new context from the previous path influencing the way the events play out. The chapters are thus titled accordingly. Just putting this here for transparency's sake.

"'Feverish'?" Lillian frowned. "But… you were just fine earlier this morning. Did something happen while I was out?"

Oh, something happened, alright. Something magical~ Sheila thought half-figuratively, but her response betrayed nothing. "I think I might have just caught a little bug… You said you were looking for Blaise, right? He came by earlier looking for you. After I told him you'd headed out, he decided to go and try looking for you."

All of that's technically true, you mentally noted, except that you stopped me before I could actually do that last thing. Not that I'm complaining, of course…

You put that thought aside for now as you continued listening, and picked up that Lillian had asked something about the table.

"I offered him some water," you heard your Auntie answer, and remembered that oh yeah, she did actually get me something to drink before I shrank, "but he… basically disappeared a little after I came back without touching it. I ended up feeling a little hot and bothered later, so I decided to come up here and lie down for a little while until I felt better."

… Holy crap, she's good. You found yourself laughing under your breath as you shook your head in amazement. Literally none of that's untrue, but she's still making a convincing alibi out of it anyway.

I better let her know not to say anything more than that for now, though. Otherwise Lillian might put two and two together later…

So you kissed both her asscheeks on either side of your body.

… 'No'? Sheila frowned after a moment, her eyes subtly veering down towards the (admittedly pleasant) sensation as Lillian asked her if she knew where you went. Did I say something wrong just now? Or is that just what I'm supposed to tell her?

Thankfully, her expression technically betrayed nothing: all Lillian could see was that her mom was thinking in response to something, which she assumed to be her question.

"… I'm not sure, hon," she shrugged apologetically, feigning fatigue as she subtly flexed a glute. "He didn't say."

Was that alright, baby? Did Auntie do good?

A kiss replied, as if you understood what she was trying to communicate.

Good… I'm so glad… a glimmer of happiness danced across her smile for a moment, but she hid it as soon as it came.

Lillian missed it as she sighed, looking down in what might have been disappointment or frustration.

"… Thanks anyway, Mom."

Sheila tilted her head in curiosity at her daughter as she turned away.

I wonder…

"Lilly."

Lillian looked back at her mother.

"Yeah."

A smile returned to her face that might have been playful.

"Are you hungry?"

Your eyes widened as you realised exactly what she was doing.

… Oh my God, I love this woman.

You couldn't hear Lillian respond, but you knew what was coming either way: Sheila was going to refuel her tank for when the two of you continued your fun later, and she was inviting Lillian to do the same.

I never thought you were so devious, Auntie…

After that, you found yourself sitting in some surprising peace and quiet for several minutes, comfortably cushioned between Sheila's gently-swaying and lightly-bouncing asscheeks in her panties as she moved down the stairs to the kitchen.

It was… actually really nice. Like something between a hammock, a weighted blanket and a pillow fort.

I could probably fall asleep in here at some point, you smiled to yourself as you nuzzled against her cheek. No doubt Auntie'll be more than pleased to hear that later…

Sheila smiled as she felt you relaxing more and more between her hot, hefty haunches while she prepared some very bean-heavy lunch with Lillian's help in the kitchen.

That's right, sweetie: rest up good in Auntie's big, billowy booty. Save your stamina for later—I'll make sure we can have lots more fun once Lilly's gone out again~

She flexed her glutes ever so slightly, swaying her hips just a little to rock you gently and to subtly rub her thighs together. She blushed softly and happily at the soft kiss you gave her in response, biting the inside of her lip in excitement.

She was pulled out of her little 'foreplay' session with you by her own belly's low, rumbling groans of anticipation—both for the upcoming intake of food, and of a demand for 'release' that would prove all too sexually charged in her mind and yours from now on.

She tittered to herself softly, flexing her glutes twice in quick succession so as to let you know that there was nothing to worry about. You'll be pleased to know a lady's farts get bigger and smell stronger when she's been holding them in for a while, Blaise~

It seemed you got the basic unspoken message, as she felt you reclining a bit more inside her crack.

"Good boy~" she purred softly, prompting another kiss from you as you no doubt heard it.

"Hm?" Lillian's ears only barely picked up that her mom had said something, despite being deep in her own thoughts as she laid the table. "Did you say something, mom?"

"Oh—it's nothing, Lilly~" Sheila smiled. "I'm just in a really good mood today…"

Lillian's head tilted in mild curiosity.

"Oh, yeah? How come?"

Another subtle flex let you know not to worry.

"… Let's just say there's a little summer project a student of mine started working on that I'm quite pleased with so far."

Lillian's curiosity turned to confusion, but she didn't ask anything else—she wasn't too interested in her mom's 'semi-retired' work as a schoolteacher (no offence to her), and she had too much else on her mind to sift through anyway.

You, on the other hand, seemed to quite appreciate the subtle compliment based on the kiss you gave Sheila's mountainous buttock once again.

I'm starting to become quite proud of this little 'language' I came up with on the fly… she smiled more freely now that Lillian's attention was elsewhere.

I bet you're quite happy I did, too. Aren't you, Blaise~?

You could feel Sheila's asscheeks sort of 'puffing out' as she flexed the muscles inside them around your shrunken body, almost teasingly. You found you liked this little game the two of you were playing right now; it kept you awake and in a sort of dreamlike 'lovey-dovey' mood you hadn't expected to end up in when you left your mom's house this morning.

Not to mention it helped you enjoy being in your Auntie's ass for reasons other than just the more intense things you'd been discovering your new kink for together with her earlier. Being in here made it feel like all your problems and worries had just gone away, and none of them could touch you.

It was paradise inside of your Auntie Sheila's ass, and you hoped to stay as long as you could.

A low, enticing rumble from deeper within like distant thunder graced your ears again, and you couldn't help but smile with bliss.

This is the best…

You gave her another kiss on the cheek, and heard her giggle under her breath again as she flexed it in your face again in requital.

Meanwhile, Lillian's mind was echoing with memories from earlier today. She'd come clean to Jen about having (basically) had some very gassy anal sex with you on the beach, although she'd obviously omitted the finer, less believable details; the Nordic girl was understandably pretty disheartened at being outdone like that once she realised her friend and rival wasn't lying, but she was also very confused as to why everything seemed so quiet between the two of you afterwards.

"… I realised I'm not ready for something like that yet. I thought I was, and I think he did too, but… As awesome as it was, I just don't know where to go from here. And he doesn't, either. I still have to talk to him about that, but I don't know what to say."

The gassy girl had felt pretty awful to admit that, but it was the truth. She was still crazy about you, and she was pretty sure she'd done as she planned and given you the fetish that she'd hoped to for so long, but it had come at the cost of being forced to face that uncomfortable truth.

She wasn't ready for it to become so real so soon, especially like that. And to make matters worse, she'd most likely ruined Jen's hopes of having something more with you, too.

God, she sighed as she finished setting the table, I'm such a girl…

She straightened up, her big bubble-butt bouncing beautifully as she did so, and walked to the kitchen to get some drinks.

The layout of the Oliveira kitchen was an odd one, with the most counterspace for meal prep being right next to the same corner beside the fridge. With how the fridge door swung open away from the corner, it made it hard to get in and out when there were people nearby (especially ones as well endowed as her, Sheila and her sister Jordana). As Lillian opened the fridge door, she tucked herself inside the space to search for beverages, failing to notice Sheila moving back to her spot at the counter behind her.

And so, the moment Lillian backed out with a nearly full container of water, they collided ass-to-ass—an incident that was far from its first occurrence.

Both mother and daughter were more than well-enough endowed that they were fine from the accident, but the teen still found herself a little flustered by it as some water spilled on her clothes.

"Ah, damn it…" Lillian cursed mildly under her breath, before raising her voice to speak somewhat normally. "Mom, move your big butt out of the way."

"You know I'm the one using the kitchen now," the well-endowed MILF dryly replied with a lopsided grin as she addressed her daughter. "Besides, you backed up into me."

"Yeah, well… Sometimes you're impossible to get around."

Sheila quirked an eyebrow at her daughter's unusually dispirited passive-aggressive reply, and turned her head a little more to get a better look at her. The teenage girl had taken a dishcloth to dry her slightly dampened clothes, but she seemed distracted by something else.

She's been like this for a few days now, the woman frowned, ever since she came back from her day at the beach with Jen and… Blaise…

A few cogs started turning in her head as she put two and two together.

Wait… Did that have something to do with him discovering his fetish?

And with that, another naughty idea came to her mind: one that could probably lift her daughter's spirits a little, too.

"Hey…" she pressed her butt harder against Lillian's—no doubt alerting you to the fact that something was going on—as she slightly enveloped the same with it, adopting a coy but motherly tone of voice. "I thought I remember raising you to say 'excuse me'?"

Thankfully, the teen picked up on her mother's playfulness, and found a small smile coming to her own lips for the first time in a while.

"… Is that so?"

Sheila smirked as she felt her well-endowed daughter backing up into her, meeting her challenge. She flexed her cheeks once, letting you know to get ready… before they were blasted with a reverberating explosion of pent-up gas from Lillian's hole, letting her and you know what you two were up against as you were pushed all the way back against Sheila's eagerly-twitching pucker, sending an even stronger jolt of stimulation surging through her than before.

"Well, excuse me." Lillian's tone seemed a little more upbeat now.

Oh, you're going to love this, Blaise~ the MILF thought as she let out an alluring, closed-mouth laugh in barely-contained excitement, biting the inside of her lip as her eyes trailed down to her rumbling booty. She winked her donut around your body in a sort of 'kiss', delighting in the feeling of you getting back into your earlier 'position' at the cue as you pushed against her folds with your small but firm hands.

Let your big, sexy Auntie Sheila show you what my booty's really made of~

Maybe it was because you'd just spent who knows how long breathing in Sheila's much stronger farts earlier, and that the nightgown was blocking some of the thicker "farticles" from getting through despite the force pushing your way, but the familiar smell and taste of Lillian's was way weaker than you remembered them being at this size and distance. It registered almost like when you were still normal-sized—which, while that was definitely still saying something, didn't really compute as 'strong' in your mind anymore.

You were still getting pretty turned on, though; especially when you realised that yes, they were actually pressing their butts together and farting into each other. And to make things even better, the way they were both laughing this seemed like a normal 'fun' thing for them—which meant Auntie was used to having her ass made to shake almost as much from Lillian's farts as her own.

I wonder if Lillian would be turned on knowing I'm back here? Auntie obviously is, if I read her right… Your eyes slowly widened.

Oh my God… She's getting turned doing fart play with both me and Lillian.

Fuck, that's hot.

Just as you thought that, Sheila's puffy, twitching pucker started to swell outwards with you on it, the steamy 'pre-fart' emanating from the cavity right in front of your face smelling way stronger than ever before.

Your cheeks went a deep red and your heart started to pound through your hands as you realised what that meant.

Auntie's been holding in more hot farts this whole time…

You opened your mouth as wide as you could in anticipation and stuck your tongue out to widen your throat as much as possible. Your eyes went half-lidded and hazy with lust as you pressed it right against her steaming farthole, breathing in and out with a moan she no doubt felt, based on the slight likewise response you got as her irresistably rank and mature flavor filled your mouth afresh.

… And they're gonna taste even bet—

The thought got cut off as your theory was proven exactly right, and more. This next fart was even bigger and longer than the one that splattered your throat with her anal juices before, lasting almost half a minute and nearly blinding you with how intensely it burned and blasted you. It blasted so intensely that the gas almost had no time to stick inside your lungs and throat because of how quickly it was being forced through your system.

And you were utterly loving it.

Lillian was holding her own against her mom's sexy onslaught of farts, but her feet were shaking against the floor as her mom's thick butt proved to be as strong as ever.

Judging by the smell of it as well as of her room earlier, the older woman been farting plenty before she came back, and had been holding this one in ever since she did; the teen blushed in arousal as she subtly sniffed it up, secretly savoring her mom's sexy stink and the feeling of having her ass 'stimulated' by her like this.

At least I can still do this with you, she thought, her spirits reinvigorated by the moment as she bent over, pushing her own phat butt into Sheila's just as the woman's roaring fart finally died down.

Thanks, Mom—this is just what I needed~

"Hmph—take this!" she grunted defiantly as she pushed out another.

There was barely a moment between blasts as Sheila felt her daughter's sexy booty 'rev up' again. She bit her lip in arousal as her cheeks wobbled from the force, picturing in her head how eagerly you were sniffing up as much of Lillian's gas as you could from inside her own tank once her own gas had subsided. She'd felt your hot little lips and wet tongue pressing against her anal orifice just as she was charging up this first fart, and had no doubt you could tell even before she let it out how much more intense it was going to be.

And that turned her on immensely.

That's right, sweetie~ She thought as she let out a seductive giggle. Enjoy your Auntie and best friend's hot, sexy farts side by side like this—we both know which ones you love the most~

Her mature vagina was moistening anew from the stimulation her butt was getting from you and Lillian double-teaming her, and from the sheer taboo of what she was doing with both of you. She could feel her juices dripping afresh down her legs, hidden from sight only by the long and draping nightgown she was wearing.

No doubt he can feel how hot I'm getting down there, too~ she bit her lip in arousal, keenly aware that her daughter was getting riled up too.

That's right, Lilly: Mommy knows how much you like this~

And so the two gassy giantesses kept at this little game, only Sheila being fully aware of how much you were all enjoying it, and getting all the more turned on because of the secrecy and taboo of it all. Everyone in your little "threesome" was having a great time sniffing everything coming out of the two giant females' asses, and it thrilled her.

Finally, after several long minutes of the two women competitively gracing your mouth and lungs with your own specialised, sexy 'lunch meal', Sheila's smouldering asshole started pulsating wildly as she got ready to finish the little session with a resounding victory.

Here it comes, Blaise~ I'm going to show you and Lillian once and for all that my big, mature farts are the best you'll ever have to yourself~

It had taken everything she had not to break the ruse and tear off her nightgown to start outright masturbating or even making out with her own daughter halfway through, but she was so stimulated that she almost didn't need to. She could feel your little face effectively plugging up her asshole between farts as you tongued her there, and it felt amazing.

Finally, she let loose—and the force of it was so intense that not only were you shot back against the back of her panties inside her booty again, Lillian was also knocked back, the two billowy pairs of bouncy buns finally separating.

"Crap," Lillian muttered, realising she'd 'lost'. But even then, something about her mom dominating her like this seriously turned her on.

"Next time, you should remember who you’re dealing with~" Sheila giggled, wiggling her fat buttcheeks victoriously. "I wasn’t even using my full strength~"

She could tell that was getting you really turned on inside her booty, and flexed a glute again.

Don't worry, sweetie. Soon enough, I'll show you just how much you've been missing out on all this time~